Page 103 of A Fool's Game

We also both know he’s doing it on purpose.

When he releases my hand, I keep stroking him. My cock is cold and painfully hard as he reaches for Gem with his free hand.

“You ready for us?” he murmurs, slipping between her legs.

“I think so,” she whispers.

“You know what’s coming?” he asks.

“I…I think so,” she answers, less sure of herself this time.

“We’ve never done this,” he tells her.

“I know.”

“We’ll work it out together, okay?” Taylor's voice is gentle in a way I’m not used to.

Gem just nods.

He reaches for me then, taking my cock in his wet hand and batting my own hand away from his. “Come closer.”

I shift as close as I can get on the bed.

“No, no, in here.” he widens his knees and guides me up and between until I’m facing him, straddling one of his thighs, our cocks pressed up against each other.

With one strong hand, he takes us both.

The gasp that escapes my lips falls into the darkness like a shooting star. We all listen in silence as his hand works us. He adds more slippery lube and grips us again, my gasps turning to moans.

“Don’t fucking come,” he whispers as he does the exact things to my body he knows will make me do just that.

“Taylor…fuck…” I’m dangling by a thin cord already.

When he drops our cocks and reaches for Gem, pulling her up and close to us, I nearly blow just at the sight of it all. The anticipation.

“Open,” he commands.

She pulls her hands free of my terrible pillowcase knot and tosses the thing aside, grasping onto both of our shoulders as she kneels higher, slipping one knee over where mine still rests on Taylor’s thigh, opening herself toward our still touchingcocks. I lower instinctively and so does he, dropping our tips down until they rest against her inner thigh.

“One first or both?” Taylor asks, clearly giving her the lead.

“Both, I think.”

“Wait,” I manage, finally catching up to what’s going on. “Both?”

“Shh,” Taylor purrs in my direction. “Let the girl work.”

And I do, watching transfixed as she slides her body up and over ours, taking our shafts in one hand and leading them to the wetness of her opening.

I moan and almost look away, eyes threatening to roll back in my head, but I force my focus to stay in the moment.

“You need to help, I think,” she murmurs as she gets herself upright over our eager erections.

Taylor wraps one arm around her back to support her as he takes our cocks and holds them steady. Gem’s body wiggles a bit, trying to make our tips breach her opening.

“I don’t think we’re going to fit,” I hear myself saying, ever the skeptic.

“What did I tell you before?” Gem asks softly, her words ending in a gasp as Taylor shoves us up just as she bears down, and we take the first tiny step into her body.

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